A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born at

who picked the

Rouemn, there was a simple building with windows that had a Light green wooden

would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house

an individual was trapped in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful

outside. His thin stature made the hospital gown

doctor had almost given

had lived two months longer than the

behind him with a glass of

you to take the medicine,”

he had not heard

there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is

twitched when he

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated,

also her favorite food,” Mark

a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby?

he began to fumble

then, he stopped and shook

seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He

not call her,” he said

to give Cecilia

was very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water

“Please take your medicine.

can go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

from him

the bed, and a nurse came in to

done, Mark looked sideways at

phone got weaker and weaker until

This time,

where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was

had almost given up on

alive. He had lived two months longer than

with a glass of water and medicine in his

for you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in a low

Mark seemed like he had not heard

staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the

nose twitched when

time of the year, the

her favorite

know what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the

Mark heard this, he began to fumble in his

stopped and shook his

did. It seemed it was better if he never called her

I better not call

give Cecilia too much

this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the

“Please take your medicine.

pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when

the medicines from him and swallowed them without a

the bed, and a nurse came in to help put on the medical

she was done, Mark looked sideways

his phone got weaker

This time, he had

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and

much like

secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when

this Cecilia in his dream was so

and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I

point,

room were white, just like

gently closed

he needed to

in the ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia was a hopeless

to buy the

foreign nurse was in

return home. He

the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which

he knew he couldn’t change

give up as long as he

him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He would never

was determined to stay

it

he sat up on the bed and started to make paper planes. He knew how much

grew up. The plane

said he wanted to go there because

pale fingers trembled as he thought of his

came back

snowstorm on his way, so he

I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss with a

just then, he saw the paper planes Mark had been making

arranged the paper planes and smiled at

some of your pumpkin

actually took a Little

more than a

it in his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt

narrowed his eyes and

back home and have a

Angela’s Library

assured him. But

him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a

now, it was around 4

somehow a little upset when he looked at the caller ID. For

Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in a

broke into

boy,”

it might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the

sounded a

gave birth to a girl. Her name

given birth to a girl that had been

in which Mark held the phone trembled so

a brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, Edwin misses you so

Mark closed his eyes.

continued, “Rena will take a flight to come see you next week. I’ll

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I

that except for the emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was a good

the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve to end up

and put down

the duration of the call, he never even dared to

along, was eager to hear what had been

“What happened?” he asked.

bed in silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl. She’s been

happy to hear this and he did

great,” he said with a

first day of the new year.

in agreement and began to stroke one of the

wanted to fly back home to see Cecilia and

Angela’s Library

glance would

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